Primarily written by Adrienne, a homeschooling mother of seven, ages 10 and under. She chronicles life, laughs, struggles, and lessons learned as she raises a larger-than-most sized family and tries to figure out what she's doing day by day.

With occasional posts, Alexandra, Adrienne's older sister, writes of her ranch life in Nevada and raising four sons, ages 5 and under. Life is never dull and her boys have given her some pretty awesome stories to tell.

Stick around awhile, and you're sure to laugh, nod, smile, be encouraged, and see what life is like with a big (little) family.


Because that’s the kind of guy he is.

I have a tree.
I’ve had a Ficus tree since college. The thing is kind of old. It needed to be repotted, pruned… it’s looking pretty sad right now. Blaine and I looked at pots, but none caught my eye. I clicked over page after page on Amazon. (Thanks to a Amazon Prime membership, compliments of my sister-in-law, 20 gallon pots ship two-day free. Who would have thought?!)

Nothing. Then Blaine found one locally, bought it for me, and brought it home. He even got me purple. And then the (in)famous words were spoken.
“It’s not self watering. But I’ve been looking online, and I think I can make something.”
I nodded, smiled, and I’m sure my eyes got a little bit glazed over. Couldn’t we just put rocks at the bottom like my mother always did?

Oh, no. Certainly not. Yesterday morning I was called into the garage to see the product of all the bumping and scraping and drilling I’d heard.


I’m quite certain I did not make over the invention nearly so much as he desired. It’s a former goat-watering tub, my friends. Re-purposed. I cannot smell the buck’s eu de billy, so all’s good. But is this really necessary?


It’s a pot. With a pipe sticking out of it. That’s where the water goes, I’m told. He even put a stick in the corner of the bedroom so that I can check the water like I check he checks the oil.


I’ll be the first to admit. It' looks lovely. Ten times better. I still think the rocks at the bottom trick would have worked and been far less work. But then I wouldn't have been able to write this post, and all of you wouldn't understand, on a really small scale, the kind of guy I married.

Who am I kidding? I’m not sure I understand either. We’re opposites, that’s all I know. That, and he makes me look really, really lazy when he does something like this.


Anonymous said...

It does look very pretty with the rocks on the top however!!!!!Roxanne

Brandy Brockhausen said...

Oh my husband does the same kinds of things! I love him, and I'm thankful for his abilities, but I don't get it sometimes!

alhsjej said...

I have a husband JUST like this! Aren't they awesome!! The only time we have called a workman to our house was to work on the air conditioner - and that's only because it is the law. He could have fixed it if he had wanted too!

The Happy Homeschool Mom said...

My hubby is like that too. He makes/fixes everything himself. It does look lovely!

Lanita said...

How awesome. It is great to have a husband who is a handy man. It sure saves us LOTS of money and gives us extra things to brag about them. Now you will have a happy ficus! And it looks great in the window.